Hu' nan Anhua County Malu Town Middle School Zhang Mengyu
When the rooster crowed for the first time, Xiangyang was already walking on the Panshan Highway with his schoolbag on his back. The sky in the distance is full of hazy light, just like the holy light that I read in the fairy tale book under the barrier of many mountains facing the sun, full of mystery and temptation.
Xiangyang tightened the strap of his schoolbag and walked forward without hesitation. The humble village behind him gradually disappeared into the mountains.
When I got to school, it was already dawn. Xiangyang walked into the only classroom in the school and began to study.
Xiangyang's home is more than ten miles away from school. He starts walking at four o'clock every morning, and it's almost seven o'clock at school. The teacher once told her to give up, and there is nothing wrong with Dashan's children staying in Dashan.
But she was unwilling: "Why can't I go to the other side of the mountain!" " "Xiangyang always believes that the eagle struggling to soar can't be stopped by cold, hunger and wind and rain. What if it is exhausted and scarred? " I am willing to dream! " "
It's eight o'clock when I get home at night. Father picks her up on the path in the mountains every day. The night in the mountains is always very dark, so my father can't help but let Xiangyang go alone.
Xiangyang looked at his father's back, not very straight but very at ease. Xiangyang has no mother, and villagers sometimes joke that she was born to a female wolf in the mountains. Although there is no malice, it is tantamount to ridicule for the sensitive Xiangyang, so she wants to leave here more.
My father is a barefoot doctor in the village. He knows several words. He has always known his dream of facing the sun, but nothing can help her except watching her silently and cooking dinner for her every day.
At the turn of spring and summer, Xiangyang was finally admitted to the high school in the provincial capital, which caused a sensation in the whole village. Father cooked the last supper for Xiangyang and invited the whole village.
Xiangyang is very excited. She can finally reach the other side of the mountain.
In the morning, my father sent the sun out of the mountain. Father has a lot to say, but in the end he only condensed it into one sentence: "The baby is promising, come back soon."
Xiangyang left and never looked back. She thought she would never go back to the mountains.
Ten years later, Xiangyang is already a middle school teacher, married to a husband who is also a teacher, and has a naughty son of seven or eight years old. His life is dull and happy. When I recall my childhood, I just feel like a dream. She really never went back.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming. Xiangyang is preparing something for the Mid-Autumn Festival, but she accidentally received a package, which was opened by her son. He asked her with two things that looked like yams.
Those are two kinds of medicinal materials, one is polygala tenuifolia and the other is angelica sinensis.
Xiangyang suddenly shed tears. On the night when her father went ahead to guide her, she cooked a meal and asked her to eat happiness. Her father leaned against the tree at the door, waiting for her figure. When she treats the villagers, her father is very serious, and her father is very simple ... She seems to have watched a movie about memory, which is a little yellow but as clear as yesterday.
Thinking about it, there is only one sentence left in my mind: "The son wants to raise and not kiss."
Xiangyang took the fastest bus for two days and two nights and reached the mountain. She walked through a strange and familiar mountain road. At the end of the road, she saw her wrinkled and gray-haired father, leaning against a big tree and looking at the sky. Her heart finally let go.
Only then did she realize that she was just a kite, no matter how far she flew, she was still held by a thread, and her father was the one who flew the kite.
On his deathbed, his father told Xiangyang that he just wanted to see her and didn't have to stay long. He is afraid of an accident in Xiangyang.
Xiangyang took his father's hand and said, "Nothing. The air in this mountain is better than that in the city. Let A Liang come when the summer vacation is over. "
Liang is her son. The wrinkles on my father's face turned into flowers, and he repeatedly said yes.
Xiangyang looked at his father and suddenly cried. When I was young, I left here for my dream. Now I'd better come back as an adult. She is only willing to accompany her father now to make up for the loneliness and waiting she left her father in the lost decade.
"Radix Polygalae and Radix Angelicae Sinensis ..." Xiangyang murmured the names of these two medicines, intoxicated with the happiness of father-daughter reunion.
short review
The article tells the story of Xiangyang studying hard, returning to his hometown after finishing his studies, and the reunion of father and daughter, expressing the author's deep experience of family affection and nostalgia. The article is meticulous and appropriate, with clear context and true feelings flowing between the lines.
(Instructor: Gong Chiqing)